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Woe unto you, O torrent of human custom! Who shall stay your course? When will you ever run dry? How long will you carry down the sons of Eve into that vast and hideous ocean.

— Augustine of Hippo

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Inasmuch as love grows in you, in so much beauty grows; for love is itself the beauty of the soul.

Choose to love whomsoever thou wilt: all else will follow.

Will is to grace as the horse is to the rider.

It is love that asks, that seeks, that knocks, that finds, and that is faithful to what it finds.

What, then, does He say? "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven."

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